Grist for the Mill
Thursday, April 17, 2008
 
At about 9:30 tonight, my son told me he got a call from a friend who told him that he had lice and would I take a look at his head to see if he did? Oh, did he ever. The smaller ones were building condos at the nape of his neck, while the larger ones were over by his ear complaining about how the scalp was losing all its charm.
 
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Random thoughts and humorous observations from standup comedian Matt Fugate